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Even though there’s really no reason to connect this tragedy to the film, I feel I must mention it. The relatively young director was recently wed, and had a growing reputation as a quality filmmaker. Nobody saw it coming and nobody knows why he did it. Here’s the kicker: prior to the film’s screening at the Gdynia Film Festival, Poland’s premiere film exhibition, director Marcin Wrona hanged himself in his hotel room. There’s a touch of Polanski here, which is a rare and welcome treat. There’s a little bit of pretend – of fantasy – in every wedding ceremony, and it’s fascinating to watch it slowly strip away. As happy as weddings usually are, almost all feature an unspoken tension amongst certain guests, and as the situation gets more dire – and the guests grow drunker – the color palette grows drearier, and the lens draws into focus the imperfections of the setting. Visually, director Marcin Wrona, with cinematographer Pawel Flis, capture the agricultural brown hues of the landscape while simultaneously giving the wedding a quaint-but-corruptible feeling of familial calamity that, even sans a dybbuk attack, is volatile. As the dybbuk begins to make headway on its “mission” we root for the mystery to be solved … but we really don’t want this young couple to have their big day ruined, nor do we want anyone to be hurt in the process. Dybbuk or no, tradition must be maintained! The proceedings are equally tragic and madcap. While the possessed and those savvy to the possession are working to purge the dybbuk from the bridegroom, the rest of the extended family is desperately trying to keep the wedding from falling apart. This results in an urgency that adds humor to the horror. The film takes place mostly over the course of a single day – the lead character’s wedding day. Basically, what makes a dybbuk different from a Captain Howdy, is that a dybbuk has a mission Captain Howdy is just a jerk. Instead of a using a classically depicted minion of Hell and waging a battle against the Christian notion of Satan, Demon instead features a mythological entity known as a dybbuk.įor those unfamiliar, a dybbuk is the dislocated soul of a deceased person which attaches itself to the living, using a host body as a vessel to ameliorate any of the decedent’s unfinished business. It’s a possession-horror movie, so it’s doomed to be dismissed, likely ending its local theatrical run in about a week, yet it’s of a higher caliber than so much of the standard genre output for a multitude of reasons. Whether you’re a horror nerd or an art-house connoisseur Demon is very much worth your while.įeatured as part of the Philadelphia Jewish Film Festival earlier this year, Demon takes elements from your standard possession horror flick and applies them to a tale based in Jewish mysticism.
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There’s a really cool little movie coming out in Philadelphia this week called Demon. By Dan Scully, as published in Cinedelphia